Literary Master 1978.

Chapter 49 Pen Comes
Early in the morning on the first day of the Lunar New Year, Tao Yumo took the two younger children, Tao Xiwen and Tao Xiwu, to greet everyone they met and successfully collected a wave of New Year's money. Lin Chaoyang also spent some money.

The Tao and Du families do not have many relatives in Yanjing. Only the mother-in-law Du Ruohui has a cousin in Yanjing. In the past few years, the Tao family has scattered all over the place, and Tao Yumo has been living in the home of this cousin.

Because of this past, the Tao family was extremely grateful to their cousin's family. On the second day of the Chinese New Year, Tao's father took the whole family to their cousin's house to pay New Year's greetings.

My cousin’s name is Du Ruolin. He has been in the army for many years, so he was not affected much by the buzz. His family lives in the military compound at the foot of Shijingshan Mountain.

My cousin's family has four children, two boys and two girls. Three of them are married, and only the youngest son, Du Feng, is still unmarried. He is now an art soldier in the Comrades Art Troupe of the Yanjing Military Region.

It was a rare occasion for the two families to get together, so they had to have a meal. While everyone was busy preparing lunch, Du Feng leaned on the sofa, holding a copy of "Shanghai Literature and Art" and reading it leisurely.

Tao Yushu went to the kitchen to help, but his mother disliked his clumsiness and drove him out. He had no choice but to sit on the sofa next to him and picked up "October" on the coffee table to read.

"Sister, you're studying Chinese, when will you publish a novel?"

After reading the novel for a while, Du Feng asked Tao Yushuo.

Hearing this, Tao Yushu rolled his eyes and said, "My uncle is absolutely right. You are just uneducated. Do you think the Chinese department is a place to train writers?"

Du Feng didn't care about Tao Yushu's disparagement, "What else?"

"The full name of the Chinese Department is the Department of Chinese Language and Literature. Literature is just one of our research directions, as are Chinese and foreign literature, ancient Chinese, classical literature, and applied languages. The Chinese Department is a place to train scholars, not writers."

Even in the information-rich 21st century, we need application experts like Zhang Xuefeng. So it is no surprise that Du Feng in the s asked such a question.

"Oh, that's how it is."

Hearing Du Feng's tone with some regret, Tao Yushu asked: "Why? Do you want to go to university?"

"No, I'm just asking. You know my level, so why would I want to go to such a university?"

Tao Yushu joked: "Your level is very high. I see it's October and Shanghai Literature and Art."

"I'm bored in the army. Hey, what do you think about me writing something and submitting it?"

Tao Yushu glanced at him with a subtle expression, "When did you become so fond of literature?"

Du Feng's expression suddenly became awkward, "You still don't allow people to pursue progress?"

Tao Yushu asked secretly, "You want to chase girls?"

Du Feng's face showed a trace of surprise and embarrassment after his thoughts were exposed. He avoided the topic and said, "Don't worry about it. Just give me some guidance."

Tao Yushu did not answer him. Instead, he took the Shanghai Literature and Art book he was reading, turned to the section about Qiu Ju's Lawsuit, and asked, "Have you read this novel? What do you think of it?"

"I've read it, it's well written!"

"Tell me specifically what's good about it."

Du Feng grunted for a long time as if he was constipated, and only uttered five words, "Qiu Ju wrote well!"

Tao Yushu shook his head helplessly, "I think you have no chance of working as a writer in this life, so go and play your trumpet."

"Don't look down on me. I didn't like to watch these things before." Du Feng said unconvinced, but now he had to ask for help, begging: "Sister, please help me and give me some advice."

"I can't help you." Tao Yushu was afraid of being pestered by him, so she quickly stood up. Lin Chaoyang happened to come over, so she pushed him out and said, "Ask your brother-in-law. He knows this."

As early as half a year ago, the Du family learned that Tao Yushu had married a rural husband and brought him to the city.

Whenever they talk about it, the family members always feel sorry for this sister.

Today, they finally met Lin Chaoyang in person. After only two or three hours together, the Du family had a good impression of Lin Chaoyang. At least he was very tactful and knew when to treat people. He was not the rustic man they imagined. "Brother-in-law, do you know how to write?"

Du Feng's tone contained full of distrust. Lin Chaoyang looked at him with a smile, "I understand a little, I understand a little!"

Tao Yushu pushed him out as a shield, and Lin Chaoyang couldn't refuse.

Du Feng pulled him aside and muttered, "Brother-in-law, it's... that... for girls... um..."

After all, the cheap brother-in-law is a second-generation military man. Such behavior can only make Lin Chaoyang sigh about the pure seventies.

"Writing a love letter, huh?"

Lin Chaoyang summed it up perfectly in one sentence, and Du Feng nodded eagerly.

"Have you written the love letter? Bring it here so I can see it."

Du Feng pulled him to the room on the second floor, took out a stack of worn-out letter paper from the drawer, and handed it to Lin Chaoyang with some hesitation.

"Comrade Xiao Xiao: Hello. *** taught us: We all come from all corners of the country and have come together for a common revolutionary goal. All members of the revolutionary team must care for each other, love each other, and help each other.

After more than a year of getting along with each other, I have developed a strong liking for you. I admire your spirit of serving the people wholeheartedly and your love for literary and artistic work..."

Lin Chaoyang was silent for a long time after reading it. Can this thing be called a love letter?
"Du Feng, is the female comrade you are pursuing a female teacher?"

Du Feng shook his head. "No, it's a dancer from our art troupe. She dances really well. Have you seen the film "Female Militia of the Grassland"? She..."

When talking about his secret crush, Du Feng became excited and Lin Chaoyang quickly interrupted him.

"No need to go into so much detail. Just tell me what kind of person she is and what her hobbies are."

"She..." Du Feng thought for a moment, "She loves to talk and laugh, eat snacks, and read books."

"She reads October and Shanghai Literature and Art?"

Just now in the living room, Lin Chaoyang noticed the magazine next to Du Feng.

"Well, she likes literature very much."

This is a bit tricky, Lin Chaoyang thought, and asked again: "Write it yourself? Submit it or not?"

"This... doesn't seem to be the case."

That was better. Lin Chaoyang looked down at his brother-in-law's "love letter" again, and then heard Du Feng say, "Brother-in-law, please help me revise it."

change?
Changing this thing is like carving on shit, isn't it?

"Forget about this thing. Just write it again."

"Rewrite it?" Du Feng looked reluctant, "I wrote it with great difficulty."

"You write love letters to pursue girls, not to collect them." Lin Chaoyang couldn't help but complain.

Du Feng thought so too, "Brother-in-law, how do I write that?"

"Here comes the pen!"

(End of this chapter)